Fang Erlang had been sleeping with him after he had been messing around yesterday. The next morning, Princess Gaoyang looked listless and listless. She reluctantly got up and washed herself briefly under the service of the maid. After eating half a bowl of bird's nest porridge, she vomited it all out.
A delicate and beautiful little face, pale and bloodless, turned around and went back into the room.
At first Fang Jun thought it was because of his bravery in the battle yesterday, but Her Royal Highness the Princess was too weak to fight. He was secretly proud and boasted proudly in front of Princess Gaoyang.
As a result, Princess Gaoyang, who was always quarrelsome, didn't even give him a look...
Only then did Fang Jun realize that something was wrong, and he quickly called for the doctor from Zhuangzi.
The old doctor was very upset about Fang Erlang not trusting him to treat "bird wounds", so he came over with a stinking old face to diagnose the pulse of Her Highness the Princess. A white veil was covered on the princess's bright wrist, and the old doctor's
When he touched his fingers, his eyes suddenly widened.
"Erlang, you owe me a drink." The old man said, stroking his beard and narrowing his eyes.
Fang Jun was a little impatient: "Can you, an old drunkard, be more reliable? What happened to His Highness? If it delays His Highness's condition, believe it or not, I will strip you naked and hang you in the big locust tree planted by Qin Shihuang himself at the entrance of Zhuangzi.
superior?"
The old man, the old god, was clinging to Yun Danfengqing, completely ignoring Fang Jun's threat, and said to himself: "Erlang, you owe me a drink."
Fang Jun almost went crazy...
He said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I will ask the servant to give you ten altars later, and I will get you drunk to death!"
Unexpectedly, the old man who must have been overjoyed at this time in the past was actually indifferent this time. He even stretched out a finger and shook it, and said in a very annoyed manner: "How can that kind of wine be good? It has to be Wuliang Yuye."
, and at least two jars!”
Fang Jun was so angry that he said, "You're trying to push even further, right? Where is Wei Ying?"
"Master Marquis, the young one is right outside the door. What are your orders?" Wei Ying answered outside the door. This is the embroidered pavilion of Her Royal Highness the Princess. Without orders, how could he dare to come in even half a step?
Fang Jun said loudly: "Strip this old thing naked..."
Before he finished speaking, the old doctor was so frightened that he stood up immediately, bent down to Fang Jun, cupped his fists and saluted: "Congratulations to Erlang, congratulations to Erlang, your Royal Highness the Princess is happy!"
"...aha?"
Fang Jun's mouth opened so wide that he could fit a fist into it.
The two eyes stared at the old doctor, showing a petrified state.
Princess Gaoyang, who was lying on the bed, pulled the gauze in front of her. She was shy and anxious, and asked quickly: "Mr. Zhong, is it true?"
Facing Princess Gaoyang, the old man was much more serious: "Reporting to Your Highness, it is absolutely true."
Princess Gaoyang was stunned for a long time, then she covered her face with her hands and cried with joy.
Fang Jun was already in a state of ecstasy, but in his heart he was afraid that this joy was just a "medical accident" caused by an unknown old doctor. He stared and asked: "Please check again and make sure."
The old doctor glared angrily: "Erlang, are you questioning the old man's medical skills?"
Fang Jun said angrily: "It's a very important matter, what can we do if we check the pulse again?"
The old doctor shouted angrily: "No need! When Erlang's private parts were injured, there was really nothing the old man could do. However, diagnosing the happy pulse is the most common technique, and even the charlatans who seek the streets will never make a mistake in the diagnosis!"
Boy, how can you question what I have learned all my life? If I am really wrong in my diagnosis, I will cut off my head myself!"
Fang Jun was now sure that nothing was wrong, otherwise how could this life-saving creature dare to boast so loudly?
My heart was filled with violent joy, and I felt much more comfortable looking at the angry old man in front of me.
"Wei Ying, take this old guy who is glaring at me with his beard out, strip him naked, and hang him on a tree!"
"promise!"
"Wait a minute!"
The old man stretched out his hand and glared at Fang Jun: "Why did Erlang break his promise? Where is the wine?"
Fang Jun was speechless. This guy really wanted wine over his life. Instead of arguing why he was hung from the book, he was worried that the wine would be gone...
"Okay, okay, send it to you later, get out of here!"
How could Fang Jun care about him? He drove the old guy away and rushed to the Kang in one swift step, holding Princess Gao Yang's hand with a silly smile on his face. How could he say a single word?
As a human being in two lifetimes, it was the first time that I enjoyed the joy of a continuation of life.
Joy, comfort, satisfaction...
This is a feeling that is difficult to describe with pen and ink, and difficult to express in words.
The arrogant His Highness Gao Yang's face was filled with tears of joy at this moment, his clear eyes exuded holy light, he snuggled into Fang Jun's arms as tenderly as water, feeling his husband's strong shoulders hugging him tightly.
The sisters in the palace would get pregnant within a few months of getting married, but she and Fang Jun had been married for so long but there was no news at all. How could she not be anxious? She even wondered if her husband had a problem with his eyes, otherwise it would be fine if she was not pregnant.
Why has Wu Meiniang been silent? She also secretly asked the imperial doctor in the palace for some secret recipes...
It's better now, the gloom in the sky has dissipated, and life is full of sunshine again!
The two hugged each other tightly, without any unnecessary words, but there was a feeling that they had become one and that their hearts were in harmony.
At this moment, any words are redundant...
The news of Princess Gaoyang's happiness spread throughout the manor almost instantly. Lu Cheng, the steward, looked high-spirited and beaming with joy, and sent his son to ride a fast horse to Chang'an to inform the head of the family and his mistress.
The whole manor was in ecstasy.
In the eyes of the ancients, no matter how talented you are, you are considered an adult only when you have offspring, and only when the people around you can work with peace of mind. Otherwise, even if you have the world and are rich all over the world, who will inherit your family business in the future?
What? People around me can’t calm down when doing things, because if there is no legal heir, something will happen in the future.
It doesn’t matter if we fight life or death for Fang Erlang. If the family business we won is not inherited by Fang Erlang’s son, wouldn’t it be an advantage for outsiders?
Now Princess Gaoyang is happy. If it is a boy, he will be the eldest son of Fang Jun. His mother is a royal princess, so he is favored by thousands of people. He is noble and noble, and he will immediately become Fang Jun's heir!
This is equivalent to knowing that Fang Jun's lineage will continue to be glorious, and everyone can work more down-to-earth, for the sake of the second wife of the Fang family, and for themselves!
The whole family is celebrating, but only one person is secretly sad...
Wu Meiniang sat on the edge of the Kang, looking at Princess Gaoyang whose face was full of joy and radiance. She quietly touched her smooth and flat belly, feeling sour in her heart.
She became Fang Jun's concubine earlier than Princess Gaoyang, but until now there is no movement in her stomach...
In the past, she was worried that if she gave birth to an heir in front of Princess Gaoyang, it would pose a threat to the child's future. After all, Princess Gaoyang's identity destined her son to be Fang Jun's heir, the eldest son, and she could not win it no matter how hard she fought.
However, if your child is mediocre and has no ambition, that's fine. If he inherits his father's courage and talent, that is not a good thing, but a disaster.
Brothers fight over each other, flesh and blood look at the wall...
Now that Princess Gaoyang is finally happy, everything she worries about will not happen.
When everything goes well with your family, this is the best arrangement.
But she couldn't help but feel disappointed. Could it be that there was something wrong with her body?
If that's the case...
Wu Meiniang's face was pale, her mind was wandering, and she almost didn't dare to think about the consequences.
"The mistress is here..."
I don't know who shouted, and all the female relatives in the room shouted to get out of the way, watching Mrs. Lu trotting in in a hurry.
"Xu'er, let the imperial doctor take your pulse again. The old doctor in our family has been drunk all day long. What if we make a mistake? Let Xu Fengyu check your pulse again. Don't make a mistake.
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Like her son, Mrs. Lu didn't have much trust in the old drunkard doctor in Zhuangzi, let alone such an important matter. Therefore, when passing by the palace, she specially invited an imperial doctor, who was a famous contemporary doctor from Shang Yao Bureau.
Emperor Xu Yinzong.
Xu Yinzong was over seventy years old, with a white beard, but he was energetic and steady. He came to the kang with a smile. He first saluted Princess Gaoyang, then sat on the edge of the kang, raised his hand and steadily diagnosed Princess Gaoyang's pulse.
Compared with the careless old drunk doctor in his village, Xu Yinzong sits steadily with a smile and is calm and elegant. He has the demeanor of a famous doctor at first glance. How can he be the same?
Fang Jun murmured in his heart, why did dad keep that old drunkard for so many years?
All the female relatives were invited out, interfering with the imperial doctor's pulse diagnosis. Princess Gaoyang, Lu, Wu Meiniang, and Fang Jun looked at Xu Yinzong's face eagerly, fearing that he would say "mistake"...